The Reborn Scholar Wants To Counterattack

Ning Ruoqing stayed at the hospital every day, like a vulture, ready to take away whatever was in his mouth.

This feeling is very uncomfortable.

Gu Weimian raised his eyebrows, "What is he doing here? He finally figured it out? Are you ready to sue me?"

"He dares!" Ning Quruo snorted coldly.

Just as he finished speaking, his phone suddenly vibrated.

He sat next to Gu Weimian and then turned on his mobile phone.

It's a new message sent by Duan Qianchuan.

He opened it and took a look, frowning.

Then he turned off the phone and asked, "What do you want to eat tomorrow morning?"

Gu Weimian held her chin with one hand, "I don't want to drink porridge."

Ning Quruo frowned in embarrassment.

Gu Weimian's condition had stabilized originally, but who knew he fainted again today.

The doctor couldn't tell why.

In fact, they still haven't figured out how Gu Weimian fell into coma and how he woke up later.

There was a faint worry in his heart.

I was afraid that something would happen to Gu Weimian's health again.

"I'll bring you Fumanlou's. Don't you like what their master chef cooks? I remember his specialty is scallop porridge."

"No, his specialty is shrimp dumplings."

Ning Quruo: "..."

"The porridge is also delicious."

"It's not that I don't want to drink, it's just that I can't drink it." Gu Weimian spread his hands.

Ning Quruo felt heartbroken when she saw Gu Weimian's pitiful look.

Porridge is good for one or two meals, but if you drink it all the time... you can't eat anything else, it really doesn't taste good.

But shrimp dumplings are also inedible.

It's not okay not to eat.

You can't take nutritional injections every day.

I had been in a coma for five days and had received nutritional injections for five days.

There's nothing we can do about it.

Gu Weimian saw that he was in a dilemma and was about to go crazy, and suddenly smiled, his eyes soft,

"Okay, okay, I'll drink the porridge obediently, but I have one request."

Ning Quruo breathed a sigh of relief and waved his hand, "You can tell me, as long as you don't pick the stars and the moon."

"I want to see the scarf."

When Ning Quruo heard this, his face that had just relaxed turned dark again.

Look at the scarf? …

Has Gu Weimian been waiting for him here from the beginning?

"Did you see my text message?"

The text message was sent by Duan Qianchuan.

I'm talking about the scarf.

Gu Weimian smiled slightly, "Yes."

Ning Quruo stood up from his seat and walked out with a heavy expression.

Gu Weimian was stunned for a moment, "Why are you going?"

What she responded to was a slamming of the door.

Seeing this, Gu Weimian pursed her lips, sighed slightly, then sank down and lay down on the bed.

The whole person curled up.

"Click——"

The sound of the door being opened again.

Gu Weimian was stunned for a moment and raised his head from the quilt.

Ning Quruo stood at the door and looked at her coldly.

He came over and helped Gu Weimian's messy quilt to be pulled back again. He smoothed the folds with his slender hands, his movements were delicate and gentle, but his face was still hard.

Gu Weimian's peach blossom eyes exposed outside the quilt suddenly narrowed with a smile: "Can't you afford it?"

"You also know that I'm angry?" Ning Quruo's voice was cold, a bit more cold than before.

Gu Weimian pursed her lips and said, "I won't look at the scarf anymore."

"Am I angry about this?"

The man's voice rose, then fell quickly.

He was obviously so angry that he didn't take his body seriously.

No matter how good the scarf is, it doesn't matter.

But she refused to drink porridge because of the scarf, which was what made him angry!